Spoiled Marriage: Big President, Little Sweetheart

Annan was surrounded by a few people and walked inside. As he walked, he said, "Isn't there still greatness? When we come late, let him go up and drag down the time. We said it early in the morning. Let's pick up Anxin. Sister. He stayed just in case."

"My dear, this is a concert for tens of thousands of people. You are so crazy, my heart really can't hold it. Next time you are going to do anything troublesome and say hello to me first, okay? Let me be a little bit prepared and make arrangements. Let's take emergency measures." The coordinator is more like their agent, crying and crying with constipation.

  Hurry up to urge the others after speaking, "Hurry up, make-up artist, stylist, quickly help them to change their outfits."

  He also took time out of his busy schedule to pay special attention to Lin Anxin, "Miss Lin, sorry. Time is running out, I really trouble you."

  He said, arranging someone to surround Lin Anxin in, “Miss Lin’s clothes are pretty, so don’t take out the ones we prepared before. It’s too late to change. You hurry up and help Miss Lin make up.”

"not me……"

  The manager-like person was too busy to notice her anxiety and resistance, so they went to arrange other things.

Lin Anxin was pushed backstage by several assistants and makeup artists, and sat in front of the mirror.

  The makeup artist was also very anxious, no nonsense, picked up the foundation, and hurriedly said, "Miss Lin, let me do some makeup for you first. You close your eyes."

   "No, I don't know anything yet. What do you do with makeup? Shouldn't you let me go on stage?" What did she do at their concert?

   giggled at tens of thousands of Lu Zhiang fans!

   "Miss Lin really likes to make jokes." The makeup artist gave a dry smile, didn't waste time with her, and started to paint the eyebrows.

  Lin Anxin shook her head, avoiding her pen, just about to speak.

  The makeup artist winked at the assistants. Several assistants immediately stepped forward, half-helping the massage, half-holding Lin Anxin’s persuasion, “Sister Anxin, please don’t move, let’s massage it for you.”

The makeup artist wiped out the wrong place just now, and then persuaded, "Yes, Miss Lin. Time is tight, I ask you to cooperate with our work, if you don’t put on good makeup within the specified time, we will be scolded again. ."

   "But I..."

  The makeup artist preemptively said, “Only the director and the agent know the process of the concert, and we don’t know. Otherwise, wait for you to finish your makeup later, and then ask the agent.”

  Lin Anxin has been in the entertainment industry for so long, and he also knows that the hierarchy in the circle is very strict. Like a makeup artist, if there is a mistake on a major occasion. Not only will you be scolded, but you will also be deducted money. Maybe it will stigmatize one's own reputation, and other people in the circle will stop cooperating.

  She has something to say, but she doesn’t want to embarrass them. Forbearance, let them go to work without moving.

   "Quickly, quickly! The countdown is starting outside!"

  "The dance troupe! Is there anyone here! Get on the stage and get ready!"

  " Annan and the others, hurry up, stylist!"

  The backstage was busy, and the agent and the concert director shouted.

  There are people coming and going in the big backstage, and many people are so busy that they can’t wait to run.

  Lin Anxin absent-mindedly cooperated with the makeup artist's makeup, while looking around, trying to find the person who got her here.

  But the backstage personnel are too messy.

  Stage art, lighting, staff, dance troupe, accompaniment, accompaniment...Hundreds of people are busy inside. it is good

  In this case, there is no way to find someone.